The way that it should have been

Chapter 25

"Yea, lucky me." I said giving him the same smile that I give to Jesse. Only Roland didn't know me, so he didn't know that this particular smile signaled his impending doom.

Roland reached up to caress my cheek and I had to bite my tongue and clench my fist, which was behind my back, to keep from throwing up on him.

This little prick reminded me sooo much of Jesse 'yeblya' Zeklos and Ralf 'puke face' Sarcozy that he made me yeblya nauseous. Ad even the smell of his cologne was making me yeblya sick to my stomach. (fucking, fucking, hell, fucking)

"But you looked very occupied in the diner."

"Oh no, they are just someone to pass the time with. I've been looking for that very special lady, someone to live my life with, someone who I can fall in love with, someone that I want to give my first time to, someone to marry and start a family with, someone who is worthy of my love, someone who is deserving of my time."

I could honestly not believe that he had just tried to feed me that very same bred sivoy kobyly line that he'd fed to both poor Vika and Sonja. That ublyudok!!!! My fish clenched even tighter, begging to punch him in the yeblya face. (bullshit, bastard, fucking)

"Oh really, what are the requirements for what I am sure is a very sought-after position as that?" I asked him.

"Start making your way towards me, carefully, quietly, and stealthily. We don't want him to know that you are there after all. We don't want to spook the little sukin syn and make him bolt and run like a skittish deer before we've even had our fun with him." I told Dimitri. (son of a bitch)

Dimitri was so stealthily about making his way to my side that Roland never even knew that he was anywhere around. I saw Dimitri sidle up behind Roland and lean back against the side of the building across the alleyway from me. His arms folded across his chest and one of his booted feet propped back against the wall. And blyad' me did he look scorching yeblya HOT!!! He was sooo yeblya hot in fact it is a yeblya wonder that he didn't melt every bit of snow and ice for a thousand yeblya miles around this entire yeblya town. (fuck, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking)

"Beautiful, sweet, kind, sexy, loving et cetera et cetera et cetera. You know, the usual."

The way his eyes drifted from mine and down to my tits I figured that that was also one of his other requirements, big tits. Which is why he went in mostly for dhampir and humans, because moroi females had almost no tits. At least not naturally they didn't. Moroi females have the tits of a ten-or twelve-year-old human girl.

"So, you haven't found that special someone to give your heart to yet?"

"No, the pickings around here are just not the best. At least not until now."

"Ok, now Comrade."

"Then why don't you give me your heart; I'll be sure to take VERY good care of it." Dimitri growled from behind Roland.

Even in this extremely darkened alleyway I could see the blood drain from Roland's face. It looked like someone was pulling a white bedsheet or tablecloth down his body as his blood all drained away. Or even as if a strigoi was draining his life's blood from his body.

He turned to Dimitri, and then quickly back to me. "Who... who are you?"

He tilted his head from side to side while looking at Dimitri. "Are you... are you a strigoi?"

"Are you yeblya stupid or something?!!" I asked him some of my fury slipping out through my voice. (fucking)

"Can you not see that the sun is out?" I threw my arm up in the direction of the sky.